The air around them thickened, the swirling colors of the Nexus flickering and distorting as if reality itself was holding its breath. Zahra and Kael stood side by side, feeling the weight of the Weaver's parting words hang in the air, pressing down on them like an invisible force.
The chasm in front of them pulsed, its depths shrouded in an impenetrable darkness. It was as if the very void below them was alive, waiting for them to take the next step. The ground trembled again, but this time it wasn’t the ground itself that was moving—it was the air, the threads of fate themselves shifting around them.
Zahra could feel it in the very fibers of her being. The Loom was alive. And now that they had chosen to continue, they were stepping into the heart of its power, where the stakes were hig
